Geyserbianca

L. Lehmann

The boy stood on the bathroom mat,

A matchbox in his hand,

The Geyser, new the day before,

He did not understand.

He scarcely dared to touch the thing

Without his father's word;

His father, wrapped in sleep above,

Slept on and never heard.

He called aloud: "Say, father, say,

The gas or water first?

If I turn on the gas before,

Say, will the Geyser burst?"

"Speak, father!" once again, he cried;

"I dare not try alone!"

And still no answer came to him,

The snores went snoring on.

He shouted but once more aloud:

Won't no one show me how?"

And then advanced with lighted match,

And lit the gas first - OW!"

The Geyser and the Gallant Child,

The Bath - ha where are they?

Ask of the maid who lost her place

For sweeping them away.